Chapter 178 Beyond What I Knew

• Timothy Lavette slapped his hand away. “That whole marrow-cleansing thing? I don’t even get what it is. You just tossed it out there—how am I supposed to believe it right away?”
• Old Vuchen pulled back, fuming, muttering under his breath as he went back to his barbecue feast.
• The more Timothy looked at the little old man’s sulky face, the more he wanted to laugh. Truth be told, he already trusted the geezer, and there was this faint pull, a sense of closeness—like he really was the old man’s disciple.